 Aryan Atreyu-Rehman :: Slytherin ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ Queen of Typos ❄ Magical Mosh Pit ❄
Based on the little that Ary knew of Professor Menon and from what Idris recounted from his constant interactions with the man, the seventh year knew better than to think that the man was being sarcastic. So, he grinned at the response while at the same time bobbing his head briefly. Yes, his dads would love to impromptu visits, especially when he was away on his university and possibly professional Gobstones journey with Jan. Ary hadn’t wanted to divulge all his plans, for reasons, which was why he hadn’t launched into all that detail earlier.
The Levitation spell… Ary was curious how this would tie into today’s topic of Diricawls. Rather than dwell on it, he added more notes to his book. Needless to say that he felt a pang of excitement when Menon mentioned that they’d be working in the Diricawl pen in a bit. The instructions safely tucked away in his mind, the Slytherin got started, but of course, he did so with practice.
“Leh-vee-OH-so… leh-vee-OH-so… Levioso… Levioso… Levioso.” While muttering the incantation, he scooped up a handful of pebbles, some white and black coloured, others in various shades of brown. They were set on the table. All Ary needed was his wand now. |